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@thefatstruggle
i apologize for the blogger i turn into when i'm horny
getting fatter after you smoke weed call that a pot belly
Iām so desperate for someone to take over and make me so massive I canāt even move. I want my mind to get foggier and emptier with every pound, until Iām nothing but a passenger trapped inside my own body, watching myself become impossibly fat š„µ
"I'm so full" "I'm so stuffed" "My clothes don't fit" "My belly feels heavier lately" yet I don't see you stopping, you still go and reach for snacks and seconds, you don't hesitate to grab dessert or any of the foods you like even when you already feel full. Despite promising yourself to never overeat to the point of having a painfully stuffed belly, you keep doing it again and again.
Despite everything, you keep binging and eating as if it was your job to eat this much, no wonder you only keep feeling heavier and heavier.
All of this makes me think that you really like this, to get new stretchmarks from the recent weight you've piled on, to outgrow clothes and eat until you feel ready to pop. Tell me, am I wrong? Or do you really enjoy getting fatter by the day? You know what? I don't think I really need an answer, that look on your chubby face tells me everything I need to know~
I love how eager you are to surrender your body
To allow yourself to be shaped and molded for other peopleās pleasure
Youāre so desperate to please that youāre willing to eat thousands of excess calories and riddle your body with hundreds of excess pounds just for a passing moment of approval
Youāre such an adorably pathetic pig
All that matters to you is the fleeting approval of others and what you need to do to gain it
And in this case the finely outlined criteria is becoming a mindlessly greedy hog
And you love that
Itās time to submit your mind and body to the masses piggy and allow yourself to be turned into the painfully obese, fat ass youāve always needed to be
Itās what everybody wants
Aww are you a piggie girl now? You were barely chubby at all when you started scrolling fat kink blogs. Youāve always had the kink, but youāve kept it under control. Now you scroll tumblr everyday and stuff yourself. Youāre getting fat. You had to buy a new wardrobe and itās already tight again. You donāt get off to normie sex anymore, just the kink, and itās rewired your brain. Stuffing yourself is the stimulus, getting off to how fat youāre getting is the reward. Youāre going to get so heavy. You were barely chubby when this started and now youāre a piggie girl.
Fucking around (eating lots of food in excess)
Finding out (getting really fat and sexy)
Ruined
I want you so spoiled, that you become entitled. Any moment spent without a full belly, or delicious, decadant food in your mouth feels like abuse, because a constant stream of goodies has made gluttony feel like breathing
I want you dumb, even though you once were a genius. I've taken care of everything, made all choices for you that aren't driven by immediate pleasure, leaving you with only when to cum or what to eat, so that you've forgotten how to hold a real thought
I want you fat in the way that pounds and BMI can't convey, where the only thing the few people who see you can think is fat, like you've outgrown your human identity and become nothing more than a wheezing pile of lard
I want you unfit, barely able to move. Your atrophied muscles hardly able to hold yourself up, aching with effort to waddle your obese self around even using your walker
I want you helpless, struggling to exist. Lungs and heart so overwhelmed and underworked that every movement leaves you wheezing with a pounding chest, your body so weak that even a weak orgasm has you gasping to catch your breath for minutes
š Good piggy š
Itās time to relax
Lay back
Read my words
Just start to breathe deeply
Breathe in
Then out
Relax yourself for a moment
Let all the distractions around you fade away
As nothing else matters to you right now
All you need
Is to let my words guide you
And feel my words start to wrap around you in comfort
And as my words wrap around you
It feels like a heavy blanket
Heavier and heavier
Your thoughts feel heavier and heavier
Your body feels heavier and heavier
As the rest of the world fades away
Nothing else matters but my words
Let your hand wander down
Now start to edge
Slowly
Because good pigs donāt think for themselves
Good pigs obey their orders
Good pigs obey me
Youāre too dumb to think
Too dumb to resist
Too dumb to fight back from my influence
Good pigs fatten up
Good pigs gorge themselves
Good pigs feel how heavy theyāve gotten
And they get heavier
Heavier
Heavier
Start edging harder now
The feeling of being a hog excites you
Itās all you care about
Good pigs donāt think
Good pigs eat
Good pigs eat
Youāre a good piggy
Deeper
Deeper
Dumber
Deeper
Brainless
All your potential stripped away
You need to obey
Good pigs obey their orders
Stay at home
Youāre a NEET
Hopelessly addicted to my words
Keep ordering takeout
Your bad habits now getting worse
Your addictions now getting worse
The influence overtaking your weak mind
Edge harder now pig
Youāre a NEET
Broken beyond recognition and control
And youāll sink
Deeper
Deeper
Dumber
Dependent on me
As your mind
Breaks
Helpless to resist the urges
Embrace it
Youāre going to fatten up
Good pigs obey me
Good pigs too dumb to think
Good pigs too dumb to resist
Good pigs eat
Good pigs edge and grow
Good pigs embrace their addictions
Obey
Donāt think
Sink
Deeper
And as you eat
Youāll crave the feeling to edge
Youāll need porn
Your thoughts becoming porn
Addicted and broken
Helpless as your hunger grows
A cycle leading you to obesity
Good pigs obey
Youāre a good piggy
Now donāt stop edging
And Eat for me
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Iāve got itchy stretch marks running from my inner thigh chub to my knees š«£šµāš«š¤¤š½
I want to be fed. I want to be the object of desire. Of obsession. Fill me and fuck me and love me over and over and over. Make me swell with the raw attention.
Some people will never understand the experience of being 13 in the 2000s and desperately looking up different versions of āfat,ā ābelly,ā and ābig bellyā on Deviantart.
Pizza piggy š½
Itās hard for me to believe that this is my body šµāš«š½